Neverwinter Forest i never liked the silence before

made some assumptions. lemme know if anyone needs anything changed! tagged some people for reference, but all welcome! 

Ever since he'd lost most of the important figures in his young life, Rian had taken to walking. He walked, and walked—he wandered all throughout the territory and explored every nook, but never really engaged in his findings. In the past, perhaps he would have loudly proclaimed his findings, or brought home his fresh kills for the family to see. But now it was a struggle to feel even a sliver of positivity. There was so much unrest in his heart that every day was a struggle to even get up and move—he did, every day, the same path. He saw his siblings and his mother whenever he returned to the heart of the pack, but was otherwise a ghost even among his peers.

Today he was lying in a dug out hovel beneath the boughs of a great pine approximately a half-mile from the rendevous site. He was aware of the new child and the female, but hadn't made an appearance at the birth. He simply didn't care. @Kjalarr was a stranger to him still and, despite his credentials, Rian felt little need to interact with the man who would be king. He hadn't bothered to seek him out, and why should he? @Cypress, however, had taken to him like a wildfire to tinder and a small part of the O'Malley boy was extremely bothered by it, though not enough to make a scene of it. 

He frowned and stood, ears cupped towards a distant sound.

The girl kept to lingering within the background of the pack since her arrival, having found few members that she could officially call a 'friend' since her stay. So the girl roamed alone. She was still an outsider here and even though she was surrounded by others at times, the silver and white she-wolf couldn't help but feel alienated. Most of the pack were related, making them all close. And Amari didn't have this, so the girl was unsure on how to approach this festering feeling she had found growing inside her. It bothered the she-wolf deeply and she figured she would have to try and extend her friendship more. So, the girl ventured through the pack lands, her small dainty paws trudging through the cold snow as her cerulean eyes peered cautiously around the ice-covered terrain.

She didn't want to feel alone any more and with that thought in mind, Amari pressed onward through the snow in search of a friend, her black leathery nose twitching on occasion as the silver and white woman gradually decided to lift her muzzle into the air. For a moment, she stood still, nostrils flaring as she inhaled the many aromas that lingered within the chilling winds, the girl's body shuddering some as it forcefully caressed her petite form. Slowly she squinted her eyes, cautiously searching the land as the sudden scent of an unknown wolf caught her attention and to no surprise to the girl, it turned out to be a member that she had not yet met .

Though Eimear felt quite similarly as Rian, she was better about sticking around the pack, better about helping out whenever it was needed. It wasn't that she felt superior to Rian, but there were things she thought she did do better. But that didn't matter when Eimear truly thought it through; her brother was distant because he was in pain, and she wanted to help him, too. It seemed Eimear Kalis was the helpful type.

Soon she found Rian sprawled beneath the boughs of a large pine, nestled inside a hovel that seemed half-dug. It might have made her laugh if Rian's face wasn't so serious. So instead, she simply chirruped her greeting and flopped down beside him, tangling her gangly limbs in his, and pressing her nose against his shoulder. Hey, she said softly, her golden gaze flicking to his.

So disengaged from his mind he was that he didn't even hear Eimear approach until she was nearly on top of him. 

He started, nose flaring, and eyes wide with alarm until he was able to register a half-beat later that it was his sister. His heart, though racing, warmed at the site of her as she flopped down beside him. He crained his head around and gently pressed the top of his muzzle to her cheek with a deep rumble of affection. He regarded her with searching jade eyes—a tiny flicker of light echoed faintly in the depths. The only thing that seemed to draw him back from the consuming void was his siblings, and his mother. Perhaps his father, too, should he return to them someday. But Rian, though he'd never admitted it out-loud, harbored little hope for the idea.

Though his nose was overwhelmed by the familiar musk of his sister, the proximity of another allowed him to discern that there was yet one more wolf lingering on the fringes of his little hideaway. He pulled away from Eimear's cheek and looked back out past the trees. A howl tried to tickle at his throat, but he couldn't muster up much more than a low, lingering note to alert whomever was searching that they were here among the trees. 

As his breath faded he lowered his mouth, and turned to lick at his sister's ear. Every movement measured, and mechanical.

terrible post on my behalf ><

Her white ears caught the sound of another giving away their presence, coming not far off within the distance and from where she roamed. Amari's cerulean eyes peered across the terrain, her vision occasionally invaded by flurries of snow as she trudged onward, the girl panting some as the snow seemed to thicken beneath her paws. She didn't mind winter, but the snow was always a pain for the small built female.

Eventually, after some tiresome walking, she came upon two younger wolves she hadn't yet met and slowly she decided to approach them both, the silver and white girl giving a polite bow of her head, offering a smile as she spoke, ”Hello..” She started, bright blue eyes studying her company for the moment before she continued, ”I hope everyone is okay?” Amari asked, gradually stepping closer, ”I'm Amari and kinda new..” Her white ears flicked back against her head as her tail hung low behind her, the girl couldn't help but find it somewhat awkward not knowing hardly anyone around her. Though, hopefully now she could change that.

Eimear leaned into her brother's embrace, chuckling softly when he licked her ear. She bumped her shoulder against his, craning her own neck to lick his chin. That tickles! Before she has a chance to ask how he's doing, or else find out what he's been up to, another wolf approached them. Eimear's easy demeanor vanished, replaced by uncertainty. Sitting up, she looked toward her brother, wondering what to make of this new wolf--Amari. After a moment, Eimear introduced herself. Hi, Amari. I'm Eimear. She nodded toward Rian. This is my brother, Rian. When did you join? Though she's not one to trust too easily, Eimear isn't the type of wolf to forget her manners.

Eimear laughed when his tongue tickled her skin and he snorted, pulling away when his ears caught the sound of footsteps against the snow. Rian's disposition didn't change when Amari arrived. He looked her over with the same blank expression he often carried, though his mouth did twist into something resembling a smile so she didn't feel so out of place. He cupped his ears, one twisting towards his lighter colored sibling when she introduced them both, a question punctuating the sentence. These were things that didn't matter much to him. Amari was, as cruelly as it sounded, just another ghost to his waking moments.

He remained quiet, allowing the girls to handle the conversation, but listening dutifully all the same. He crossed his paws and flopped his tail over Eimear's, distantly hoping to glean some sort of warmth from the action. Soon enough, Amari excuses herself, giving Rian the chance to talk idly with his sister for a few hours before making his way to the borders for a bit of quiet.